Depravity

A/N: Hello my friends!!

*****Let’s start out with a little warning.*****

This chapter will have some discipline in it (discipline, NOT punishment). This is a normal part of the BDSM lifestyle. It’s NOT pretty, it’s NOT fluffy, it’s NOT sweet! BUT, it’s completely in character for the life they lead. Remember, these are consenting adults here. Both have the control to walk away from this if they don’t like it. But they DO like it!! Don’t let it chase you away! It happens fast, and then it’s over.

Also: fantasy incest


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Hiro and Suguru returned to their rooms that morning after enjoying a nice breakfast in the main restaurant. Suguru was extremely proud of his collar, and Hiro enjoyed watching his sub ‘strut.’ He LOVED the idea of having a sub that was a bit cocky and feisty. The whole idea of dealing with someone with low self-confidence was not appealing to the guitarist.

Sitting on the living room couch, Hiro invited Suguru to join him, unclasping his wrist restraints first. “Ready to scene again, love?”

Suguru snuggled into Hiro’s chest and kissed his chin. “Mmmm, yes Sensei, very!”

“Excellent.” Hiro pressed Suguru away from him gently and told Suguru to get comfortable. “Let’s start with an exercise that will help us to get to know each other better. I want you to tell me in explicit detail, leaving absolutely nothing out, your deepest, darkest, kinkiest sexual fantasy. Masturbate for me while you describe it, but don’t cum until I give you permission to do so.”

The color drained from Suguru’s face. He knew exactly what his sexual fantasy was; it had haunted him for years. There was no way he could describe it for his Dom.

“Um, Sensei, can we play something else? I don’t want to talk about that, please.”

Hiro was taken back. He hadn’t violated any of Suguru’s boundaries, or asked him anything unusual. In fact, describing sexual fantasies was considered a good way to start a D/s relationship, giving each other a chance to learn more about their new partner.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Su-chan. Just close your eyes and tell me your fantasy. When you’re done, I’ll tell you mine. I promise you, no matter how dark, kinky or weird it sounds, I won’t make fun of you or love you any less. Now, begin.”

Suguru moved away from Hiro. “I can’t! I’m sorry, Sensei, I can’t! Please, let’s play a different game.”

It was obvious that his sub was upset about this, but Hiro’s disappointment was unfathomable. “You have a choice. Either you accept discipline for disobeying a direct command from me and then tell me your fantasy, or we stop all of this right now and go home.”

When Hiro said ‘stop all of this,’ Suguru immediately understood that he wasn’t just referring to the scene, or their weekend. He meant their entire D/s relationship. He suddenly understood why Hiro would give him such a choice.

If Suguru was going to be a submissive, it meant he had to be willing to submit without resistance to his Dom. The power exchange they agreed to meant he couldn’t always pick and choose which scenes to play and which ones to reject, unless they clearly violated his boundaries. A Dom went through a lot of thought when planning an event for them, and while Suguru could be in on that planning process, as a submissive he was expected to accept his Dom’s decisions.

This scene did nothing to violate his boundaries; it was just an uncomfortable topic for him. He doubted even Hiro knew how kinky he really was, but he would once he finished describing his fantasy!

He loved Hiro, and he loved being dominated by Hiro. He wanted to make his Dom happy, and knew that in order to do that, he had to have trust in him. Trust. That was the true game they were playing now. It was all about trust.

Suguru asked himself if he loved and trusted Hiro enough to share something so deeply personal, something that excited him to no end, while making him feel outright dirty. He knew the answer immediately. Of course he did.

“Sensei, please forgive me. I will accept my discipline and tell you my fantasy.”

Hiro smiled and pulled his sub into his arms. He had watched quietly as the expressions on Suguru’s face changed from fear to realization to acceptance. They kissed deeply, and it was a kiss full of love and need. Suguru craved these moments, and whimpered when Hiro broke it off.

Hiro stood quickly, knocking Suguru off balance. Before the keyboardist could fall, he was grabbed by the collar. Hiro had slipped his hand under the leather and started dragging him down.

“Kneel. Down. Now.” Hiro moved to kneel along with him.

Suguru immediately obeyed, but instead of releasing his grip, Hiro continued to pull him lower until his face was pressed to the carpet, his ass high in the air. He was held fast and hard, but not to the point he was choking. Suguru found it an extremely overwhelming position to be in, and there was no doubt he was completely dominated by Hiro.

Never having faced discipline from Hiro before made the entire experience a very uncomfortable one for Suguru. He knew it was a large part of the lifestyle, but couldn’t help but cringe at the idea that he was to now be on the receiving end of a punishment. Suguru had entered into their D/s relationship of his own free will, accepting all aspects of it, including the less pleasant ones. This may be the first punishment, but it would certainly not be the last.

Moving his mouth close to Suguru’s ear, Hiro began to whisper in a low unemotional voice. “Your discipline will take the form of three hits with a rattan cane, and then we can go on with the scene. Don’t move.”

Hiro stood and walked to the other side of the room, picking up a long rattan cane. He had never held something like this let alone wielded it. Assuming it wouldn’t be any different than a whip or flog, he walked back over to Suguru.

Hiro leaned over Suguru’s body, molding himself to his back. Whispering in his ear, Hiro continued, “Because this is your first time, I’ll make this fast. Are you ready?”

Suguru nodded and answered, “Yes, Sensei. I’m ready.” Hiro moved off his body, and helped Suguru remove his clothes from the waist down. Repositioning Suguru so that he was face down and ass high up in the air again, he slipped his hands between his sub’s legs and gently pushed his testicles forward, making sure they were protected from the cane. He then made Suguru tuck his hands under his head, keeping them out of the way as well.

The guitarist ran his hand over his sub’s ass and the back of his thighs. The touches were gentle and light, confusing Suguru. He hadn’t expected such kindness from his Dom at a time like this, and for some reason, it cut through him and made him ache inside. He couldn’t hold back a small sob.

Standing above his sub, Hiro swung the cane through the air.

The cane hit Suguru across his ass and it hurt. Hiro wasn’t trying to cause Suguru intense pain, just a harsh fast pain. He wielded the cane lightly, similar to the way he held a whip.

Before the keyboardist could feel anything, he heard the dull thud of the rattan connecting with his skin. He then felt the tip dig into his ass. It was followed by a white hot line of pain that descended into his muscles, creating a burning sensation that spread deep inside him, and then disappeared.

His Dom only waited about five seconds before landing the next hit, creating similar progression of pain. This hit landed across the back of his thighs. Through the pain, Suguru was thankful that Hiro had tucked away his testicles, keeping them protected.

The third hit flew off the mark, landing across the small of Suguru’s back and wrapping around to slap against his hip. Suguru screamed in pain and jumped away from Hiro. He hadn’t expected it to hurt that much, especially in light of the first two strikes.

Hiro was surprised by Suguru’s reaction and immediately dropped the cane. When he moved in to see what had happened, he couldn’t hold back his gasp. Suguru had three huge red marks on the side of his thigh and hip, and there were angry red lines forming where the cane had hit him.

He must have done something wrong. Suguru shouldn’t be marked like this. The red lines weren’t the problem, it was the welts that were forming where the tip of the cane had wrapped around and landed. They looked extremely painful, and judging from the way Suguru was reacting, they were.

“Hey, are you okay? How can I help you?” Hiro laid his hand on the back of Suguru’s neck and made small comforting circles on his skin. He was beginning to get scared by the obvious pain Suguru was in.

The keyboardist continued to rub the growing welts while fighting back tears. While the caning marks on his ass, thighs and back were pretty much painless at this point, the three point marks still hurt, and were getting worse. “I need a little break, Sensei, or I won’t enjoy anything.”

Hiro pulled Suguru close in a reassuring hug and then laid him down on the couch on his stomach. He called over to Eiri’s room, but there was no answer. Reasoning they were still out, he dialed the Resort infirmary to find out how he should handle Suguru’s injuries. They told him to ice the bruises for now, and said that as long as the skin wasn’t broken, there was no reason to bring him in.

Hiro left the room for a moment and returned with a bucket of ice. Doing as he was told, he tried to help Suguru relieve the pain.

The keyboardist wasn’t exceptionally upset over the bruising. Although it did hurt, there was something about having his Dom fuss over him that was extremely satisfying. Hiro was obviously distraught over what had happened, as well as extremely confused. Seeing such an uncool Hiro actually tickled his heart a bit.

“Sensei? Can we continue that scene now?”

Hiro looked at Suguru warily. “Are you sure?” He watched as his sub sat, making sure to keep the bruises away from any contact with anything. He sat up on one hip, favoring the other.

“Positive, Sensei. Please? I’m ready to tell you my fantasy now.” He had become submissive again, and just the simple way he looked was enough to start Hiro’s blood pumping hard and fast.

Hiro was amazed that after his royal fuck-up, Suguru still wanted to scene with him. The marks on his back were still clearly visible and seemed painful. Apparently, they weren’t; but the three bruises on his side were excruciating. When Hiro told the Resort nurse what toy they had used that caused such a painful result, he was told that a rattan cane required practice to wield it properly, and that they would be happy to teach him should he so wish. He was told it should never be used by an amateur.

The guitarist should have known that his inexperience could be dangerous. He was thankful that Suguru had been injured in a minor way only, as opposed to something that required a hospital stay or stitches, but vowed never to let something like that happen again. He was sure that Yuki would be more than happy to tell him what he did wrong, and would probably make the entire situation extremely humiliating for him. Well, he would get what he deserved.

The two of them sat on the couch and Hiro stroked Suguru’s thigh, trying to provide a comforting and stable presence for his sub. The keyboardist’s initial reaction to the scene came back to Hiro, and while he was glad Suguru was now ready to go ahead and talk about his fantasy, he was also worried pushing him to talk would cause some kind of damage to their relationship. Before he could suggest changing the scene, Suguru began.

“I’ve had this fantasy for as long as I can remember, Sensei. Years ago, I saw myself in Tohma’s position, playing keyboards for a rock group. Once that part of the fantasy came true, I changed the rest a little, but not much.” Hiro sat back and gave his sub his full attention.

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Suguru sat in the limo waiting for the right moment to make his entrance. He wanted the club to be packed with as many people as possible before he went inside. This club had a reputation for being rough and wild, and it was exactly what he needed tonight. He was horny, and he knew without a doubt that his desires would be fulfilled before the night was out.

He fixed his hair and made sure his eyeliner looked good in the mirror. Suguru paid the limo driver extra to keep this a secret from his bandmates. They could never know what he did sometimes late at night. They wouldn’t understand.

It was finally time and the famous Bad Luck keyboardist signaled to his driver to open the door. Suguru stepped out and was immediately greeted by hundreds of screaming fans. They had to be held back by the bouncers as they reached out to touch him.

He strolled through the crowds to the front holding his head high. In the throngs were people he’d gone to school with; people that had made fun of him or been assholes to him. He pointed them out to the bouncer and asked that they be denied entrance for the night. Suguru, being the famous keyboardist for Bad Luck, was denied nothing.

Once he entered the club itself, things calmed down a bit. While everyone stopped to stare at him, they didn’t attempt to attack or overwhelm him. They just watched as he made his way over to the bar and ordered a drink.

Suguru made his way onto the floor and danced for what seemed like hours. The music pounded around him, bodies pressed into him, and he felt like he was moving as part of a single sinuous beast made up of everyone around him.

The other clubbers were treating him with kid gloves, no one making a move to get closer to him or monopolize his attention. Suguru was sick of it. He didn’t come here to be gawked at. He was horny and he needed that itch scratched! Reaching out he grabbed the closest guy, pulling their bodies together tight. He looked to be about one year younger that Suguru, and was flushed and turned on by having his hips pressed tight against those of a music idol.

As soon as he was over his shock, the boy wrapped his arms around Suguru and began dancing with him. Their lips met and they shared an unwieldy kiss, teeth clicking and lips bruising. Neither cared as they settled into a rhythm of grinding, touching and kissing.

Suguru didn’t want to know what the boy’s name was. All he cared about was the friction they were generating between their bodies. The boy’s breath came in puffs as he worked himself against the keyboardist harder and harder.

Another clubber moved in behind Suguru, pressing against his ass and rolling his hips. He could barely move anymore, being pressed into from the front and behind, and all three of them were hard, moaning and gasping for air.

The boy in front was the first to go over the edge as the words “I want you to cum on me” were whispered in his ear. Suguru watched as he unzipped his jeans and exposed himself just in time to direct the splashes of his cum onto the keyboardist’s leather pants.

The boy pressed against him from behind was a little taller, and watched what happened over Suguru’s shoulder. It was too much for him, and he also exposed himself and came on the rock star, the hot wet liquid splashing on the small of his back and dripping down into his pants.

Before Suguru could respond to what had happened, two more young men moved in to take up their places in front and behind him, thrusting their hips in time to the music. Suguru was so hard it hurt, but he knew this was going to happen and had prepared for it. He was wearing a cock ring to help make the night last longer.

His two newest dance partners worked themselves up into a frenzy, grabbing and groping Suguru until they added their cum to his body.

Suguru was floating through the sensations. He was so turned on, so completely at the mercy of the crowd, and he begged for more! They last two clubbers barely had time to move away when the next man stepped in. Instead of pressing his hips in, he dropped to his knees before the keyboardist.

Suguru looked down at the man kneeling before him and slipped his fingers into soft hair. He began fisting his latest admirer’s black locks, anticipating what was coming next. When he felt fingers brush against his erection, he bucked his hips forward, demanding faster attention.

Suguru loved getting blow jobs. Just knowing that he was about to be on the receiving end of one from a completely and total strange left his mind reeling.

The man undid and then pulled down Suguru’s pants, exposing him to the hot club air. The crowds around them pressed in tighter, all wanting to get a glimpse of the star’s hard cock and tight ass. They were not disappointed. Suguru had a delicious cock and it waved in the air before being engulfed by his current partner’s mouth.

Screaming in bliss, the keyboardist gripped onto the hair in his hands, stilling the clubber’s movements. Suguru then began to fuck the mouth wrapped around him while the crowd watched with utter fascination. The star knew what was coming next, and it was the start of his favorite part of the night.

Another boy moved in behind him and spread his legs. A lubed finger slid inside, probing his insides and starting the process of stretching him. By the time this night was over, he’d be wet and loose. Suguru couldn’t wait!

One finger became two and the mouth on him worked harder and faster. Two became three, and the man behind him began to push the keyboardist to the floor, dislodging the guy blowing him. Suguru braced himself as he was penetrated. The stranger filling him didn’t allow for much time to adjust, and started pounding into him viciously. A cock was waved before his face, and Suguru opened his mouth to allow entrance.

He knew he was behaving like a total slut and he didn’t care. He’d let as many of the guys in the club do him tonight as wanted to. He would let himself be fucked over and over again by all the nameless faces, and in the morning he’d wake up tired and sore and satisfied.

Between the four hands on him and two cocks in him, the star didn’t have much room to move. He was being held still and relaxed his body to accommodate everything they could give him. The rest of the crowd had formed a circle around him, watching and waiting for their turn to fuck a famous rock star!

He felt it when the man inside him came, pressing into his ass and holding still for a moment. He barely pulled out when another guy took his place. The cock in the keyboardist’s mouth pumped cum inside him, but instead of swallowing, Suguru let it slide out of his mouth and down his chin. Again, he was replaced before so much as a moment had passed.

Suguru was taken over and over again by a never-ending line of horny sex-crazed male fans. Taking off the cock ring, he let himself cum without reservation, screaming every time his passion released. He’d lost count of how many times he came, but he knew the night was drawing close to its end.

The next man to kneel down in front of him ran his hand over the keyboardist’s face, forcing him to look up. Suguru gazed into familiar eyes and leaned into the white leather gloved hand stroking him. The man leaned down and kissed the top of his head, the only place not covered in cum.

“Will you let us be the last to take you?” The keyboardist looked behind him to see another familiar face smiling at him, his cock pressed against his entrance waiting for permission to slide inside.

Unable to speak due to the soreness in his throat, the star nodded yes and gripped the legs of the man before him as he was entered. Instead of one cock presented to him, there were two and Suguru realized that a third person had joined in this last fuck of the night. He smiled as he licked the two heads back and forth, tasting their bitter pre-cum.

He was delirious at this point, barely able to hold himself up let alone voluntarily move. The three men all moved together, fucking him slow and deep. The keyboardist no longer felt anything but pure sexual pleasure, pulsing through his body and out his cock. When he felt the hand reach under him to stroke him, he began to have the biggest, most intense orgasm of the entire night, screaming into the two cocks taking turns in his mouth.

He set off the orgasms in the three men he was servicing, and their cum filled both his ass and his mouth. For the first time that night, Suguru greedily swallowed what poured between his lips. Sated, exhausted, sore and happy, the star collapsed and blacked out.

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Hiro was kneeling in front of Suguru, sucking on him as the keyboardist gave voice to his kinkiest fantasy. Stopping for a moment, he looked up at his sub, flushed and panting.

“So, who were the last three guys to fuck you?”

Suguru blushed bright red and sunk into the couch. “Um, Sensei, the one fucking me was you, one of the guys I was blowing was Sakuma-san, and the one wearing the gloves…”

Hiro already knew who it was, but what a confession to draw from his sub! To get Suguru to actually admit it, to say it out loud, should be a very freeing experience for the keyboardist. He waited patiently.

Suguru looked into Hiro’s eyes. His Sensei wasn’t a fool, he knew exactly who the gloved man in his fantasy was, but he was going to force Suguru to say it. Knowing that delaying might result in another discipline session, Suguru took a deep breath and answered the question.

“The one wearing the gloves was Tohma.”

Suguru shook at the confession, waiting for Hiro to blast him with a million insults and hateful words. Instead, all he heard was a chuckle as lips wrapped back around his cock.

Pulling back once more, Hiro said, “You did very well, and I’m truly pleased and proud of you. You confessed to something that was very difficult for you to let out. As your reward, I’ll let you cum any way you want.”

The keyboardist thought for a moment before answering. “Sensei, make love to me, please.” After the roughness of his fantasy and the painful caning, Suguru needed a little tenderness and love from his Dom.

Hiro immediately stood and picked his lover up in his arms, carrying him carefully to the bed. They kissed deep and long, hands exploring while mouths were busy elsewhere. Hiro lay at Suguru’s side and touched every inch of his sub’s flesh, first with fingers, then with tongue.

They made love lazily, taking time to truly appreciate one another. When they were done, they laid with legs tangled and lips touching.

Suguru whispered, “Next time, it’s your turn to tell me your fantasy, Sensei.”

Hiro laughed a bit and pulled his sub into his arms.

“Ok, Su-chan. I promise I will. Now rest.”

They didn’t fall asleep, instead they snuggled and held each other, basking in the moment.


TBC…


A/N: Hugs and Kisses to all my reviewers!!! You are the BEST!! XD

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This chapter was written with LOTS of help from AshCat! THANK YOU!!!!!!

NEXT CHAPTER: An afternoon at the Resort

See you in a few days!

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